Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info around, the mountains are high and steep and you can't see the edge at a glance.

On the mountain wall, there is no grass, which makes people feel a sense of depression out of thin air.

Below the mountain wall, there is a waterhole with a radius of 100 meters, the water of the pool is actually black, and the surface exudes a pitch-black light.

I could vaguely feel that the dead air came from the water, as if countless unjust souls were buried under the waterhole.

Faintly, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls can be heard.

Where the hell is this?

Looking at the surrounding scene, Ziqian's whole person was in a petrified state, this place was simply a Jedi, and there was no way to escape.

Raising his head, Ziqian glanced at the sky, his figure flashed, and he flew away in the air.

As soon as he flew ten meters, he bounced back with a huge amount of energy, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground.

Standing up, Ziqian's face became extremely ugly, and he found an important problem.

There is no way out.

There is actually a powerful formation here, and the air is forbidden, which restricts flight.

It can be seen from the energy of the forbidden air that even if the strong people in the out-of-body period are here, they will not be able to fly.

Ziqian's heart was on fire, and he shouted angrily: "Broken Dragon, didn't you say that if you come here, you will be safe?"

Qingjin smiled slightly, and did not feel any anger because of Ziqian's tone, and said calmly: "This place is indeed safe, at least for an hour, those cultivators can't chase after it?"

After hearing this, Ziqian had the idea of killing Qingji, and said coldly: "What should I do in an hour?"

"Uh......" Qingji was silent for a long time, and it took a long time to say something that made Ziqian want to kill, "After an hour, just those people fight, whoever wins, will survive."

"Hmph!" Ziqian clenched his fists tightly, a true power emanated, and he grabbed the bruises out of the storage bag, and said, "If you don't tell me how to live, I'll kill your dragon first."

Qingjian's face sank, and just as he wanted to speak, Wang Qiang's voice came out of the storage bag, "Unexpectedly, that dragon really didn't die, but...... I don't seem to have any skills."

Ziqian was already unhappy to grasp the bruises, but when he heard what Wang Qiang said, he suddenly became angry, "What are you talking about, be careful that I kill you."

Wang Qiang was not afraid of the threat of bruises, and continued: "If you can kill me, you can make a move when you are in the storage bag, and you don't need to wait until now."

Snorted lightly, ignored Wang Qiang, and said, "Boy, you kill that guy for me first, and I'll tell you how to escape."

"What's the solution?" Ziqian didn't bother to talk nonsense with the bruises, and threatened again: "If you don't say it, I'll turn you into a dead dragon now."

Qingjin also figured out Ziqian's temper, he knew that as long as he didn't anger Ziqian's bottom line, he would not kill people under normal circumstances.

Qingji raised his right hand, touched his head, and said, "If I remember correctly, there should be a passage here."

"Passage?" Ziqian's divine sense spread, and he didn't sense a place to leave, and said coldly, "Where is the passage you are talking about?"

The bruise closed his face, revealing a thoughtful look, and after a moment he said, "It should be in the blackpool over there."

Ziqian's heart tightened, his divine consciousness fell on the black pool, and he suddenly felt a huge death qi surrounding above the pool, and the sound of the ghost crying and wolf howling was instantly several times clearer, and when he heard that voice, Ziqian felt that his body trembled, as if he really had a soul leaning on his body.

"Is that a place for people to go?" Ziqian knew that the pool was a little strange, but he didn't think it could go down.

Qingji affirmed: "Of course I can go down, I went down in the first place."

"Are you sure you can go over?" Ziqian asked solemnly, staring at the water of the black pool.

Qingjin also looked serious, nodded and said, "It should be possible!" His voice was not loud, and he obviously didn't have much confidence.

Ziqian thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you once." Wen Tian's cultivation was very clear to him, it was a strong man in the Yuan Infant Stage, and in front of the other party, he couldn't hold on to a breath at all.

Ziqian's figure flashed, and he came to the pool, and as soon as his feet touched the pool, he shrank back like an electric shock.

The water is so cold, like a thousand years of ice, and the icy cold air goes deep into the bone marrow.

If you really go down, you will definitely be killed by such a cold air.

Wang Qiang saw that Ziqian didn't dare to go down to the pool, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yu Ziqian, don't want to escape, as long as you let me go, I will ask my uncle to intercede and let you go, how about it?"

Ziqian smiled coldly and ignored Wang Qiang.He killed Yue Long, and the people of Huaiyangmen would definitely not let him go.

Suddenly, Ziqian thought of something, his consciousness moved, and the surface of his body was covered with a layer of blue flames, and when the fire flashed, it disappeared into his body.

True Fire Protector.

At this time, in the middle of the fire cloud decision, another Dao technique, the true power consumed by this kind of Dao technique is extremely amazing, and Ziqian will definitely not use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

The scorching temperature covered the surface of his body, and Ziqian's figure flashed and fell into the water.

With a "plop", Ziqian's whole person jumped into the pool, splashing bursts of waves.

About a time after a cup of tea, a black light flashed at the mouth of the cave, and Wen Tian appeared in the place where Ziqian had appeared before.

Looking at the empty Jedi in front of him, Wen Tian's heart tightened, and he muttered, "Where did that kid go?" As he spoke, his divine sense spread, and he searched all the places around him, but he couldn't help but raise his head and look at the sky, "Could it be that he flew out from above."

With such a high canyon, if you want to fly out, it is not possible to do it in a while, not to mention that Ziqian only has the cultivation of the rotation period.

Wen Tian smiled coldly and said, "Do you think I can fly away from above, and I won't be able to catch up with you?" As soon as he finished speaking, the clothes behind him instantly cracked, and a white wing grew out, and there were huge aura fluctuations flowing on the wings, which was obviously a good magic weapon.

"With this Heavenly Spirit Wing, even if you have the ability to reach the sky, don't want to fly away from under my nose." Wentian's figure flashed, volleying straight into the air, and the speed was amazing.

In the next second, a muffled thud was heard, and Wentian fell heavily from the air.

On the ground by the waterhole, a human-shaped pit is clearly visible, and in the soil around the pit, blood stains can be faintly seen.

A moment later, a bloody figure came out, and from the outline, it was Wentian who had just flown into the air.

Wen Tian scolded in a low voice, and a tooth spat out of his mouth, "Bastard, the forbidden sky formation is actually used here." At this moment, the wings on his body had disappeared, and he had obviously put them in a storage bag.

"Since you can't fly here, where did the kid go?" a huge question appeared in Wentian's mind.

Thinking of this, Wentian was depressed again, he couldn't fly away even if he had wings, how could Ziqian fly out.

"Forget it." Wen Tianchang took a breath and tried to calm down his mood, "When Wang He comes, let's find out the treasures here first." As he spoke, he sat cross-legged on the ground and entered the cultivation.

After another moment, Wen Tian heard the sound of escape coming from the entrance of the cave behind him, and said without looking back: "Why did you come now?"

As he spoke, Wentian slowly stood up, then turned around, and just wanted to speak, the whole person was stunned.

"Why are you?" said in a condensed voice.

The people who appeared at the entrance of the cave were none other than Long Chuan and others, and of course, one of them was still carrying the half-dead Wang He in his hand.

"Are you looking for him?" the cultivator snorted coldly, and with a wave of his wrist, he threw Wang He at Wentian.

With a wave of Wentian's long sleeves, a real force was released, dragging Wang He's body to the ground slowly.

Wang He stood firm and said, "Uncle Shi, I'm ......"

Wen Tian's right hand raised and interrupted, "Don't say it, I know what's going on."

Wang He sighed secretly and stood behind Wentian. He was very depressed, not long after entering the cave, he felt a group of powerful cultivators chasing in, and before he could ask for his identity, the other party hit him with a Taoist technique, and he was seriously injured, and then he was blocked by the real power and grabbed it in his hand.

"Long Chuan, what do you mean by this?" Wentian stared at Long Chuan, and said in a deep voice, "This sect is arresting traitors, so I chased them here, don't tell me that you also happened to come."

Long Chuan sneered, his gaze swept over Wen Tian, and then said: "I've heard this kind of thing once, and next time I say it, I hope to change the excuse."

Wen Tian's face sank, and he said, "So, you also know the secret of Dragon Wind Valley."

Long Chuan glanced at the black pool not far away, and said slowly: "Longfeng Valley is in the Longfeng Gate, and no one knows the things here better than us. Speaking of this, his face sank, and he said coldly: "Hand over Lord Fenglong, I can leave you a whole corpse."

Wentian didn't show a look of surprise because of Long Chuan's words, obviously he also knew something about Feng Long, but Long Chuan's words still made him angry.They are all cultivators in the Yuan Infant Stage, with equal status, and saying such things in front of him is simply a naked insult, "Don't say that I don't know the whereabouts of Feng Long, even if I do, I won't tell you."

After hearing this, Long Chuan did not get angry, and released a faint killing intent all over his body, obviously deliberately suppressing the anger in his heart.

"You're looking for death." Long Chuan patted the storage bag on his waist, and a magic weapon appeared in front of him.

The artifact is a jade brick, all blue, with a soaring dragon carved on the front and back.

The dragon's appearance is very similar to that of the bruises.

"What?" Wen Tian frowned and said coldly, "Do you want to bully more people less?"

Long Chuan's right hand was raised, only to hear the sound of brushing, and the nine people behind him sacrificed their respective magic weapons at the same time.

The big battle is about to break out, as long as Long Chuan gives an order, the cultivators behind him will not hesitate to make a move.

But at this moment, an ethereal old voice suddenly came, "Don't fight, the Wind Dragon Lord you are looking for has already entered the abyss of the black water." The sound was not loud, as if it was coming from all directions, and it could be seen from this that the other party's cultivation had reached a certain level.